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Alex passed away in 1968, but Myrtle would hang in there for another 18 years. Watching her at civic gatherings - being fussed over by mayors and prime ministers, ski stars and celebrities - I often tried to imagine what she was really thinking behind her placid public mask. Was she really happy about the valley's transformation from quiet backwater to busy mountain resort? Or did she pine for the good old days when the local homesteaders climbed "Whistle" Mountain to pick berries on its south-facing slopes?
She never said. By the time she died in 1986 (at the age of 95) Myrtle Phillip had become a Whistler legend. The woman who had first set eyes on this place walking alongside a packhorse - and had survived long enough to soar over it in a helicopter - had left an indelible mark on the valley she so dearly loved. And that's the way it should be.
In order to properly mark the hundredth anniversary of the Philips' first foray here in 1911, the Whistler Museum is organizing a special five-day celebration next week (Aug. 3-7). They're calling it 100 Years Of Dreams and it promises to be quite the party. Given Alex's and Myrtle's relentlessly positive outlooks, it might also be a good time for all of us to park our all-too-many complaints for a while and count our Whistler blessings instead. I know that's what Myrtle would want us to do...
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